PORN STARS... More Than Just Moans (25 page)

“Game over. We won,” DeeDee said as she laid down her last four cards. She had the big joker, the little joker, the two of spades, and the ace of spades.

“We ran a Boston on that ass. We got all of the books. Give me my money,” DeeDee said, before she started laughing as she grabbed the money off the center of the dining room table.

“That’s some bullshit. I’ve never had anyone run a Boston on me,” Tyree yelled.

“It’s the luck of the draw, baby,” Ebony said to Tyree.

“Whatever, shut up, you ain’t even that good,” Tyree replied as he got up to go sit on the couch.

“Yes, I am, and you know it. Don’t be mad ‘cause I beat you,” Ebony said, as she tried rubbing it in some more.

“We beat him,” DeeDee said as she looked and smiled at Ebony.

“That’s right, girl, we kicked their asses,” Ebony said as she smiled back at DeeDee.

“Here you go, sweetie. Here’s a thousand for you and a thousand for me,” DeeDee said as she handed Ebony her money.

Ebony doubled her money and still didn’t offer me a dime. She was going to have to do something soon because I wasn’t going to keep supporting her for too much longer. DeeDee and Ebony got drunk as they laughed and teased us all night long. It was annoying, but I was happy that they were getting along. I could tell they were going to be good friends. DeeDee didn’t live that far, so she decided to leave at 3:00 AM. After Ebony passed out on the couch, Tyree banged me out on the living room floor. He was high, horny, and hooked on this ass. He couldn’t wait to go into the bedroom and had to have me right there. I fell asleep on the floor shortly after he finished. I woke up butt ass naked at 11:00AM to find a messy house, no Ebony, and no Tyree. They managed to make it to their beds, but let me sleep ass up on the living room floor.

Chapter 11
 

Baby Bi the Way.

It was eight weeks later and Breeze and I were inseparable again. His nasty attitude would vanish, to reappear at any random moment. I was beginning to understand him and kind of know when he was going to get cunty, so I found myself walking on eggshells and minding my P’s and Q’s. It wasn’t the way I wanted to live in the long run, but for the time being, I was going to ride his bipolar wave. I was just going to be about having fun while making what was major money for me. That day on my way to the warehouse, I called Breeze on his cell to let him know that I would be there soon. It wasn’t easy keeping the peace and my distance from Tanya, but Breeze and I were finding ways to keep things civil at work, for the most part.

“What’s up DeeDee, who are you filming with today?” I asked as I entered the dressing room. DeeDee and I had gotten kind of friendly and somewhat joined forces against the evil we liked to call Sky Scrapper.

“Girl, I’m fucking Tommy Thunder. I been putting that shit off for months but it finally caught up with me,” she said while laughing.

“I thought that you would be thrilled to work with him, he’s hung like a horse from what I’ve seen.”

“It’s not the size that scares me; it’s what he does with it. He fucks as if he is a caged animal. You can barely walk when he’s done with you,” she said while damn near cringing.

“I had to use Mr. Purple all morning just to get my shit ready,” DeeDee said while holding up and eight inch thick dildo. Everyone in the dressing room let out a roar of laughter. Most understood what she was saying because they also had the misfortune of working with Tommy. As soon as I had seen his shlong, I told Breeze that I wanted nothing to do with it. I knew what I was able to handle and that was out of my size comfort zone.

“Who’s breaking your back today?”

“It’s gonna be my first threesome. I tried to talk Breeze out of making me do it, but he’s been pressing me about it hard.

“Who’s gonna run that train?” DeeDee asked as she dried between her legs with a towel.

“Some dudes named Konceited and Krave, and yes, I was told that they are both spelled with K’s,” I said while shaking my head. But who was I to judge? I went from Jasmine to Jezebel in one swell swoop of a fuck.

“Girl, you know that you gotta do anything to stick out in porn. To tell you the truth, I kind of like that they spell both names with a K, it’s different and memorable. Anyway, what did Breeze tell you about those two?” she asked with a weird look on her face.

“Exactly what he needed to tell her, why even ask? She’s a fucking worker bee just like the rest of you sluts, so she gets told enough for her to be able to do her job.”

Neither of us had noticed the wicked witch of Fantasy Pictures walking in. She towered over DeeDee as she spat her nasty words.

“Bitch, fuck you, I didn’t hear anybody talking to your ass did I?” DeeDee asked as she looked around the room.

“I think that Jazzy deserves to know who she’s about to fuck and that means that Breeze should have told her so. You’re the only one in here who would fuck a dog, horse, or she-male if Breeze asked you to. What am I saying? You can cross two of those things off that list from what I heard.”

The whole room laughed at Tanya and that pissed her off. She walked up on DeeDee and did the unthinkable. By the time Tanya’s hand slid across DeeDee’s face, her hands were already around Tanya’s neck and her fist was slamming into her face.

“DIDN’T I TELL YOU TO STOP TRYING ME BITCH?” DeeDee yelled as she was being pulled off of Tanya.

“I HOPE YOU GET YOUR SHIT TWISTED WHEN THERE’S NO ONE HERE TO STOP AND SAVE YOUR ASS. I PRAY YOU GET FUCKED UP BITCH,” DeeDee yelled as she was taken out of the locker room. Tanya’s face looked a mess. I was just mad that DeeDee couldn’t get her the way I knew she wanted to. Tanya left the locker room with her flunky whose name was Juicy Jenny, half way carrying her to Breeze’s office.

“I don’t give a fuck what Breeze got to say, that bitch had it coming. She always gotta jump into someone’s conversation when no one is talking to her ass. I’ll get my shit and bounce. It ain’t nothing to me, I have built a name for myself and there are plenty of companies that would love to have me rep for them.”

She didn’t aim her comments at anyone. She was talking to whoever was listening and meant every word of it.

“What the fuck is going on down here? You all know that I don’t tolerate this nonsense.”

The fat man who would have looked a lot like his son if he lost the extra 100 pounds that he carried around asked. In my short time there, this was the first time that I had laid eyes on Breeze’s father in person. He was 5’10, 250 pounds of what used to be all muscle with a handsome face. He was dressed in a designer suit and smelled like expensive Italian cologne.

“You women better get your shit together. If I wanted to see a fight today, I would have one or more of you on the set with the boxing ring. Now who’s going to fill in for Tanya?”

“Who’s she fucking?” I heard a voice ask.

“She taping with…Mini Molly. It should be an easy shoot. It’s all about the toys and oil on this one,” he answered with a smile, even with all his years in porn, there were still some things that turned him on and made him smile.

“Come on, there’s gotta be one of you who wouldn’t mind getting messy. I’ll throw another two grand in for the short notice.”

After he said that, I watched at least five hands go up. He picked the tallest out of the volunteers. The film was called The Horny Green Giant and it needed a tall girl who would be painted green, but he left that part out. He figured once she accepted the money she would have to go through with it.

“And DeeDee, put your shit back in your locker, we’re not letting you go. Plus, I heard that you have a mean left hook, which may come in handy for a flick we’re thinking about doing.”

“What’s that?” she asked smiling.

“Cocky Balboa, it’s all about strap-ons and the women who use them. It’s gonna be in the boxing ring and we're gonna see who wins, real dick or chicks with plastic ones.”

He winked at DeeDee and patted her on her ass as he walked out. DeeDee was his favorite and everyone knew it. She always treated him as if he was the sexiest man in the room. She watched him put on the pounds and grow gray hair in the five years that she worked for him, but that didn’t change anything. He was the only man to treat her like a princess even though he knew what she did for a living. It was because of him that she was a star. Her affair with him had taken her off fluffer status in no time, but even after that, she continued to see him outside of work. Although Breeze didn’t like it, he knew that his father was the boss and wouldn’t take his disapproval too kindly.

“Do you really think that I should hit Breeze up for some info?” I asked DeeDee as things simmered down.

“Look, Jazzy, I know that as an adult film star, you may not know everyone that you’re about to get down with, but as for me, I like to have information on the players in the game. I think that it’s fair to at least ask and be told. There are not a lot of people out there like that but that’s how I roll.”

I thought about it and she was right. I really didn’t even want to do the scene so a little info wouldn’t hurt.

I walked up to Breeze’s office and was about to open the door until I heard Tanya’s screeching on the other side of it.

“I want that bitch gone, Breeze, look at my face. She’s a fucking monster; do you see what she did to me?”

I smiled as I pictured her face looking like Will Smith’s face did on Hitch when he had that bad allergic reaction.

“You know that’s not going to happen. She’s fucking my father for Christ sake. Do you really think that he’s gonna let her go and keep you around?”

Tanya knew that she was asking for too much. She remembered the day she stood behind that same door that I stood at and overheard the conversation that left nothing to the imagination. When Breeze told me the jest of what went down, I don’t know if I could have continued to work for his dad and not hate him, if I were Tanya that is.

*****

“Why her son, she’s total trash, don’t you see that?” Breeze’s father looked at him and tried to see what he saw, but the same thing always emerged.

“There’s not a specific reason, dad, I just like her.”

“You could have chosen any of the girls at this company or outside of it. Yet, you chose the one that I, and everyone else, hates the most.”

“And why is that, what did she ever do to you? She works her ass off, she’s always on time, and plus, you hired her.”

“Yes, I did, but I didn’t hire her for you to fuck. What, do you think that I’m going to pass up on a money maker? She’s one of our top earners and her fans love her, but that still doesn’t make her good enough for you.”

Breeze looked at his father and saw a hypocrite. He must have slept with half the girls at Fantasy Pictures, yet he was carrying on an illicit affair with one that strangely resembled his own wife when she was younger.

“Well, it doesn’t matter what you think, she’s moving in with me this weekend.”

“Goddamn it, Breeze, that bitch isn’t anything good son. She is as nasty as they come. Her heart is nonexistent and you’ll regret your decision.”

Breeze finished the drink that his father had given him when he first walked into the plush office and sat the glass down on the desk without a coaster. He knew that his father hated watermarks, and both men knew that he was only doing it to be defiant. To him, he was letting his father know that he may have been working for him, but he was done being his little boy. He was tired of all of the rules and was now going to play by his own.